LINDSAY'S POV

I waited for Damian outside the auditorium. Did he get in? I was so nervous! Rachel and Mercedes can be a little stubborn sometimes. I waited for like 3 minutes more, when Damian finally got out.

"I got in," He said excitedly.

"Really?"

"Yeah" he said grinning. He opened his arms and without thinking about it I jumped to his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist.

"I'm so happy for you" I whispered to his neck.

"Thanks" He whispered back. He had his strong arms around my waist and seemed that they were just meant to be there. I then realized we where in the middle of the hall, even though it was empty.

I tried to move, but his arms were firm.

"Um.. Damian," I said.

"Yeah?" He said, like if he was waking up from deep sleep.

"Do you want to let go?" I asked him.

"Not really,"

"But…" I tried to object.

"Would you go out with me?" He blurted out. Well, that was unexpected…

"Sure" I said grinning like a fool.

"Good" he said as he let go. "So Friday night, I'll pick you up?"

"Yeah, that's ok. At 7:00 PM."

"It's a date" he said smiling.

I started walking away from him. "Hey!" He called out.

"Yes?"

"Where are you going?"

"Home"

"Want a ride?" he asked.

"You have a car?"

"Of course" he said smiling. I let him catch up with me and we started walking toward the parking lot.

Surprisingly, there were many cars in the parking lot.

"Which one is yours?" I asked looking at him. He grinned and pointed out in front of him. I followed his stare and I got to see a cherry-red convertible car.

"Nice" I said as I started walking towards it.

DAMIAN'S POV

We got to the car, and I pulled the door open for her.

"Thank you," she said smiling.

"No problem, my lady" I said while grinning. She rolled her eyes as she smiled widely. Lindsay continued to give me the directions to her home, until we got there. Her house was huge! There was a red BMW convertible in the driveway.

"Thanks for the ride" she said as she got out.

"Whenever you need it." I said "Is that your mom's car?"

She laughed. Why is she laughing? "No" she said.

"Then who is it?" I asked, confused. No way that would be his dad's car.

"That's my baby," he said adoringly while eyeing the car.

"Yours? Why don't you take it to school?" I asked.

"Why use a car if I can walk?" She said matter-of-factly.

"Why walk when you have a car?" I shot back.

"I just don't like to take it to school." She said simply. "See ya tomorrow?" She asked.

"Sure thing, babe" I winked at her. She laughed and kissed my cheek. She got out of the car, and into her house.